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To: Ish who wrote (13295)	10/7/1998 5:27:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

I remember that jar of grease! It sat on the stove next to the eggtimer and the saltshaker and Mother would take a big spoonful and fling it into the big black castiron frypan and then-- huh- I wonder what went in after that.. I just remember that big grey blob of grease on a wooden spoon.. I guess she just threw in anything that needed cooking next. I have that frypan. I took all her pans. But I have no bacon grease. I use Pam. You know, when you think about it-it almost seems healthier to eat bacon grease than that chemical additive aerosol stuff. We have moths in our pantry. The kids are pretty good about not complaining unless there's a group of them doing the wave in their cereal bowls.

To: Ish who wrote (13295)	10/7/1998 6:05:00 PM
From: jhild	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Well, the fat on top was the freshest, though sometimes it got put back in after use again. So maybe somewhere on some stove or other in the old country is some fat from Napoleonic times. Napoleon Pig Fat - what a concept. But I do remember it getting changed. The coffee can would begin to rust. I guess whatever might begin to grow in a "working" can of pig fat would just become more nutrition when heated back up. Hey we survived. So it couldn't have been that bad.